I really started thinking about this phrase. I thought it would be great to start talking about what we might take for granted and touch on how it can make a difference when something we do take for granted is suddenly removed.
We all grow up not thinking about certain things like breathing, tying our shoes, walking or even making it to the restroom without having an "accident." But what happens when one or more of these things are ripped from us in an instant? How do you deal with it?
I can't say that I'm an expert, but I have learned that you take each day one at a time and give yourself some grace.
|Xray of my prosthetic and the removed |
First, I had to deal with the pain of surgery. Or, should I say the pain which followed the surgery?
I had to be immobilized so that the prosthetic would not become dislocated from my ilium (that upper plate part of your pelvis that makes it look like a butterfly). Nurses had to wedge me to one side in order to not get bed sores. Here is where one has lost control and had to rely on others to do the work (cause you clearly couldn't).
Then came the pain of moving at all. Whether it was to move my good leg, adjust my position because my back was hurting from one position or even the therapists moving me to help me learn to walk again.
Yes, help me learn to walk again. That is a story for another day.